. “Oh. ” He mumbled, driving on. ’
‘I am not the imbecile you take me for,’ Gerald said with dangerous calm. Where even to be a Catholic,
they say, is to be looked upon with scorn and disgust. And this great mellow place, this
London, now was hers, to struggle with, to go where she pleased in, to overcome
and live in. ‘She ought to be. I am a thing to be used. The same look she had often seen in the eyes of the
drunken beachcombers her father had brought home, and it had not filled her
with horror. Assessing him as harmless, she had
remained friendly, albeit aloof. She walked back to the car. “And aren’t there fees to pay at the Imperial College?” her aunt was saying—a
disagreeable question.
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